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			<title>Don't Come Back!</title>
			<description>I remember all the moments,That we spent together and laughed and enjoyed.Also that day flashes in front of my eyes,When we both didn&amp;rsquo;t exchange the good byes,And made that day the &amp;lsquo;last day together&amp;rsquo; of our lives.I still marvel where it all went wrongWhen everything was going so r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/2096429/</link>
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			<title>I Do</title>
			<description>Sometime in this life,We all experience a special soul.You are the one whom I ran into&amp;nbsp;And getting you has become my only goal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You slowly entered into my life&amp;nbsp;And then into my heart,&amp;nbsp;Little did I know, those daily goodbyesWill hurt me which made us apart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wish..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/2005647/</link>
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			<title>She!</title>
			<description>She's tormented.
She's harassed. 
She's raped and murdered.
Why?
Just because she's a girl? 
Change is needed for a better world!
Respect Women
STOP VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1832669/</link>
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			<title>The Savvy!</title>
			<description>I never knew life will take such a turn,that I will seek something in return.I feel destroyed, I feel disappointed,I don&amp;rsquo;t know what, but something is disturbing me.Nowadays, I don&amp;rsquo;t feel that great,The way I used to do before.It&amp;rsquo;s nipping me hard in the heart&amp;rsquo;s core.I promis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1770213/</link>
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			<title>I wish if there was a new start...</title>
			<description>I want to take a flight,Back again in those moonily nightsBut the things are not same as before,Deadly pain is now galoreI dreamt so big,I lived so highNow it's all gone,And gloominess is nighI have a fear in my mindOf losing everything in the kindI never thought of such hear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1725284/</link>
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			<title>Who is actually poor?</title>
			<description>We don't need any reason to celebrate. It was my 18th birthday, so how would we have not celebrated my special day. I decided to go for a dinner with my friends. I was very happy as my day went so well and I still didn't know how the night would be. It was 7 pm when we all gathered at N block, Conna..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1700953/</link>
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			<title>Maa...</title>
			<description>For all the mothers in this world. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1699305/</link>
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			<title>Is that called love?</title>
			<description>Day and night, you are on the surface of my mind Nevertheless, you are also in my heartIt hurts when we are apartIs that called love?Or I'm just feverous...You are the one who rules my head, when the world talks kindYour graciousness is yet undefinedYou seem to me like a dancing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1698903/</link>
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			<title>Fir Kyu...</title>
			<description>Hai aan baan aur shaan beti, usi se hai saara jahaanFir kyu beto m hi basi hai logo ki jaan...Beti bhaar nahi, hai jeewan ka saarFir kyu &quot;Bachao mujje&quot; chillati h beti baar baar...Beti hi bin kahe deti hai maa baap ka saathFir kyu maa baap chor dete hain uske paida hone se pehle uska saa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kunalupreja/1698379/</link>
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